Fall
"FALL"
I wrap
my Autumn world
around you
Calliope turning
raising the
season’s poetry,
I am she
returning
dancing
with Summer’s
dying leaves
Twirling you up into
my warm golden brown
symphony
hear me sing,
whispering notes,
holding keys
towards you
you're approachable
reaching out for something
listening, sensing
footsteps rustling
through the leaves
burnished and free
from tangled constricting branches
the past letting loose its memories
invisible
my figure
forms before your eyes, slowly
adorned in nothing
but glistening
golden Klimt leaves
skin luminescent
I shine it
all around
naked, lit
crushed soft veined
and velvet
I
cover you
in me
fall
you into me,
like a beating heart blanket
my stories
now
seeding
earthed,
you
breathe me in
entranced,
see me
falling
hear me
falling
in my season
The last chance
Ghost of Autumn
returning
to feed you
the milk
from her silky stories
je la bois dans
J'enfouis mon visage dans l'or
et le cramoisi de son évanescence
attaché
à son sein chaud,
elle est toujours
en sécurité et réconfortante
haunting,
all hallows smile
when in front of them,
I am forming
the veil is thin
torn from what
grows without within
that which
was
unfairly stolen
Winter’s dream calls me
soft as white angel feathers
falling from wings
turns swiftly twisting
sharp and piercing
as a sword
the impending
farewell
the outcome missing
you are falling
captured by me
in my fall, you are lulled
gold, copper and scarlet
sweet wanton warning
a small death, rapturous, calling
Autumn becomes you
hypnotic illusions
in the turning returning
the price recompense
the expense called in
sweet wanton warning
fall
you into me
like a beating heart blanket
I cover your fears for a while
in me like a beating heart blanket
you are sweetly suspended in my season
my breezy thanks giving
traces your supplicant lips
writing words into your mind
I am commanding
you, I caress your airy tendrils
like forgotten notes thinly courting
we are marking
metronomes
lost time
with my phantom fingertips
I write words on your lips
you are spellbound
beware beware
I am spilling over you
warm and sweet
taste my maple syrup
I am the hunter of seasons
trapping your lost
sticky secrets
hushed and hard
against all your pliant stories,
within them you live
without,
you are lost
and feverish
I am anticipation
in the revenant
Autumn, le dans revenant
you are mulled,
intoxicated
by my scent
I smell of sandalwood,
pine needles, bonfires,
nutmeg and cinnamon
you are all mine
wrapped up in all
the falling
leaves of my stories
pages of history depleting
photos torn, life's jagged edges
sepia, the colour
of aged chivas regal, medicinal
addictive, tasted, taken in
you are
my moment of truth
before the other one arrives
you are
my
fait au compli
we ignore
the harsh truth
of what’s already known
that which has been
and will become again
at the back of our mind
but it is forgotten
for a short while
in the illustrious golden fall
in the crackling warm laugh
of my coming home,
you are beguiled by it all
you forget
the other story
like a prophecy, forewarning
the one with cold heart
she is ever watching
on the march
fast approaching
you
in this dream
in her cold dreams
she is called
Winter
behind her frosty windows
barefoot stories of blue highways
and cross roads, already written
Autumn, She
warms you
you're taken, you're bitten
spiders and bugs scurry
for shelter, they watch and
they listen
but in your heart you hear
the bitter sweet sadness
that mistletoe Christmas
of Winter’s cold dream
reigning you in across the
house of cards table
blizzard of life
dissolves childish schemes
murders of crows
drink from your tears
what is lost
is unseen
to true to be believed
all your Season's
falling, she is
crumbling crushing leaves
all your
golden stories
falling,
Autumn's stalling
embracing
sad victory
kissing
under what's green
Forgotten's fire cold kiss
passionate
command
inviolate tryst
Love and Time
on spec,
never late
Winter is calling
to claim you, 'tis
destiny not fate
(LadyLabyrinth / 2021)
"Arise Sun" / Robert Levon Been
https://youtu.be/RpEifCwPxjw
"You just slowly will fall
Louder than bombs
Loud as a bomb
You just open your arms
loud as a bomb
as loud as a bomb
I was left adrift
In the shadowless
Sun was going down
Till there’s nothing left
You were running wild
You could scratch the sky
I was on the edge
you were born to fly
Love is blind
Love is cracked..."
LYRICS/ "Arise Sun", Robert Levon Been
(within youtube link) -
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8ddGCUc09TM
fate / destiny
https://lonerwolf.com/difference-between-fate-and-destiny/
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